Another beautiful day in the country.
The temperature is steadily climbing
and there is talk
of thunder showers
sometime today.
Do you have something in your life
that pulls at you
and you don't know why?
My something is cemeteries,
especially old ones,
and even though I have no desire
to become involved, personally,
with one anytime soon,
I can't resist the sight
of the intricate, lacy iron work
that surrounds some of the graves
or the flowery inscriptions
that are carved into
most of the headstones.
This one is of particular interest
because it tells a partial story
of a very small boy, Little Georgie.
We know the beginning of the story
and the ending,
but what went on between those dates
in the short space
of 2 months and 18 days.
Now,
this grave tells us a little more
about this life...
...times were hard back then.
It is always so sad
to see an old cemetery in rough shape.
I suppose all family ties are gone
and it is just a body there, after all.
The heart and soul of the person
has moved on
and no amount of vandalism...
...or disrepair from Mother Nature
can diminish
who that person
once was.
There is another visitor
to this place
on this day...
If you think about it,
what other place
could be as safe as this one,
to hide your valuables in?
No,
he is not a grave robber
but...
...he has done
just as good a job
of burying his
beloved
treasure...
...and now
he can reap
his rewards.
This pretty little nosegay
is a result of dried roses
from a vintage bush
in the garden.
I picked up another vintage book
to add to my collection.
Pretty colors on this one
and a title that speaks
of the changing times
in the early 1900's.
The Tall Pines Vintage Trailer Rendezvous
took place at our fairgrounds this weekend.
What a treat to see
all these older (pre-1970) trailers
and how the owners
have fixed them up.
From here on,
I will let the pictures do the talking.
I have tried to show you a peek
inside each one.
There were a lot of onlookers
and with the spaces being so small
it was hard to get a complete picture,
but I hope you can get the idea.
These bikes came along for the ride with the trailer above.
This little Airstream, a "canned ham" was all decked out inside with some French flair, below.
Below, you can see the original flooring in this little jewel.
This orphan needs a lot of fixin' but I do love that screen door.
This trailer was so cute,
done up with part of it's siding
in chalk board paint.
We couldn't go inside.
As you can see,
Dad was leaving this message for us.
You can see
his little daughter's art work
on the left of the door.
It was so much fun
to see all the vintage trailers
in different stages of restoration,
and it so happens
that we had one
that was identical,
to the one pictured above,
back in the mid-1960's.
The only difference was,
ours was the real deal,
and this one is a
brand new reproduction.
How great would it be
to just add
some gorgeous accessories
and not have to do
all that work?
The owner pulls the trailer
with this 1949 Ford.
What a fun camping experience!
Or as they say,
"glamping" experience.
To cap it all off,
we did get our thundershower...
all six minutes
of it!
Rain
is becoming
a very vintage item
around these parts.
...Judy...
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